.But is it really so big a deal that people are getting their panties in a wad?

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Krrish got his own statue when he was fucking around with our brains in the
third installment, that too only when he was saving us from Viveik Oberoi and Kangana
Ranaut. Seriously, what threat did they pose apart from the fact that they
threatened to appear in other movies? And isn't he already at Tussauds?

Nobody gave a shit then.

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The clay prototype of Mother India’s statue is ready. It holds a flower (a lotus!? something from Vadraland!?) in one hand and a plate replete with what looks like Italian Pasta in the other. A benevolent smile greets the onlooker, making him feel it's his Swiss account.And no, this is not sycophancy. Not a Bollywood movie either.

“...devout Nehru-Gandhi loyalist...”

'The center for spiritual and venal development'Fuck Tussauds. .

When it comes to Mother India, the Goddess of prosperity
who’s got billions in her coffers to proffer, the epitome of sacrifice, everybody
goes gaga, forgetting that the devotee is an Indian and is liable to take
offence.

“Building a temple -not a bootlicker.”

“Are you serious, or just shitting on me?”

“Dude, you’re hurting my religious sensibilities.”

“No shit. But what about mental sensibilities?”

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"The party’s secular credentials are at stake. Why a temple?
Why not some other structure?"

"What do you mean some other structure?""I don't know. Maybe a fenced opening for a scarecrow. That's secular."